Changes Come.

A very cheesy country song says "Life's about changin' nothing ever stays the same". I am finding this to be very very true. Unfortunately I hate change. Sometimes I wish that I could be one of those people that simply revel in change. That loves the excitement of not knowing. That finds freedom in new start. I always feel shackled by a new start. Weighed down by looking back, wishing for yesterday, and longing for comfort. It takes me a while to step out of the shackles and embrace the new that lies before me.
I always say that I wish that things could stay the same, and we could just keep adding on the good parts. For instance, in regards to my Waco life: Right now I would still be living in apartment 412 with Karen, Llama and Becky. Shley would live just around the bend. Cori would still be a CL in Kokernot with Pammy. I would also be in Seminary. I would have my new job. I would also have Calvary, and Ashley and Celina and Meagan and Christy and Leah and Meredith and Myles and the rest. Everyone would always hang out. All together. Always.
So I suppose that wouldn't work. Change opens the doors for the new to come tumbling in in unexpected ways. It makes space in our lives for new growth and new experiences. Change is so hard. And for me often times painful. From friends leaving and relationships changing to moving and growing up. But through the little cracks that come from being jostled through this journey of life, new light comes through.